Bloodline Lord of War

  Chapter 184 Please rest in peace

  Under the cloudless blue sky, a convoy was driving in the boundless sea of ​​green grass. Unlike the common convoys in the Redman Empire, the drivers of this convoy were all hobgoblins.

  A total of fifteen four-wheeled carriages were lined up in a straight line in the wild grass. Each carriage had two naive horses and a hobgoblin driver.

   There are no extra guards in the convoy. These hobgoblins driving the carts are both coachmen and guards. While they hold whips in their hands, they also wear weapons on their waists. Their most commonly used weapons are battle axes and broadswords.

  The hobgoblin driving the chariot, in the eyes of the imperial people, this scene is very weird.

   Hobgoblins are considered to be barbaric existences lower than humans, and their level of civilization is far from developing such a high-tech tool as a carriage. But in the northern wilderness far away from the empire, such "absurd" things really happened.

  The Duke of Blood not only gave these wilderness natives a strong vitality comparable to cockroaches, but also raised their civilization level. At least for now, the level of civilization of these hobgoblins is no different from that of humans.

  Compared to the grotesqueness of the big goblins driving their carts, the "cargo" carried by their carriages is more interesting. These carriages are all filled to the brim, and each cart is loaded with corpses of human soldiers!

These corpses were randomly piled in the carriage, the corpses were pressed against the corpses, their bodies were covered with blood, and some corpses even maintained the expression of fear before death, with their eyes wide open looking at the blue sky above their heads, their pair of The eyes seemed to be shouting: "I don't want to die yet."

  A group of crows hovered over the convoy, like a large black cloud, and followed the convoy to move northward step by step. From time to time, crows would fall into the carriage from the sky, wanting to take the opportunity to peck at two bites of carrion.

  As long as you hear the crows behind you, the hobgoblin driving the cart will immediately turn around and drive these annoying crows away with the whip in your hand.

  The hobgoblin Mahemu rode at the front of the convoy on a horse. He was the **** of the convoy, and he wanted to transport the corpses of the fifteen carriages back to the Blood King City.

  At this moment, Mahemu was very upset. He thought he was a proud warrior, and he should follow Lord Sabri to the front to kill the enemy instead of transporting these smelly human corpses here.

  Mahmu blamed that **** male human for his bad situation. If the **** hadn't escaped, he wouldn't have lost Lord Sabri's trust and been sent to do such a shameful task.

  He just wants to transport these corpses back to Blood King Capital as soon as possible, and then find the escaped human being, take his head back and return to Lord Sabri.

  Maybe this way, Master Sabri will trust me again. Mahmoud thought.

Then, he turned his head, and shouted fiercely at the convoy behind him in goblin language: "You stupid pigs, speed up for me, and you must reach the blood capital before dark tomorrow, or I will chop you all into pieces!" Already!"

  Mahmu was in the state of anxiety and anxiety of falling out of favor. He didn't notice that on a raised mound three hundred meters away, there were three pairs of eyes staring closely at them.

  Robin, Lauren, and Hassel, the three of them hid in the grass above the mound, observing every move of the hobgoblin team from a distance.

  When he saw that all the corpses of human soldiers were loaded on the carriage, Baron Lauren's face was flushed with anger, and his two big hands deeply grabbed into the soil under him, trembling slightly.

He couldn't accept that human soldiers were treated so humiliatingly. These soldiers are the most heroic fighters. Even if they died on the battlefield, they should get a glorious funeral instead of being squeezed in as goods like they are now. In the hobgoblin's carriage.

  Scout Cavalry Hassel was lying on the left hand of Baron Lauren. He was in a complicated mood. Although there was anger on his face, it was more of empathy.

  If I died in battle earlier, maybe I am also one of the people lying in the carriage at this moment. Hassell thought sadly.

   "Baron Robin, I want to eat this hobgoblin team." Baron Lauren turned his head and said angrily to Robin.

  Although Robin didn't have many expressions, his face was also frighteningly cold.

  There are fifteen carriages on the opposite side. Each carriage has a hobgoblin driver and a leader on horseback. There are only 16 hobgoblins in total.

   Robin felt that this battle could be fought, so he gave Lauren a look of approval: "Okay, kill them!"

  The three of them quietly climbed down the mound. Under the mound, the rest of the coalition soldiers were divided into two rows, and they all squatted in the grass at half a person's height, hiding themselves. If you don't look carefully from a distance, you can't find them at all.

  The faces of the soldiers were full of anger, and they wanted to avenge their fellow men. More importantly, if one day they also died in battle and were packed in the hobgoblin's carriage like garbage like now, they also hope that a human army will retrieve the remains for them.

  So, even though they knew it was dangerous to fight, these soldiers wanted to fight.

  Robin returned to the coalition soldiers' camp. Seeing the expressions on the soldiers' faces, he knew that there was no need to mobilize before the battle. The anger in the hearts of these soldiers had been completely ignited.

   Baron Lauren stood in front of everyone, and before he could speak, Abal stood up on his own initiative.

This young man from Rock City has the simplest values. He wants to get back the remains of his compatriots, and he said to Baron Lauren: "My lord, I know it is not wise to do this, but I want to take the bodies of those coalition soldiers Take it back, I don't want them to fall into the hands of the blood race, I don't want... let them become food in the mouth of monsters."

The other soldiers immediately followed suit: "Yes, Lord Baron, let's fight. Didn't Hassel say that the enemy doesn't have many troops? We can win. We can't get back the remains of other comrades who died in battle. At least these remains, we should **** them back and let them return to ashes and ashes to ashes."

  The initiative of the coalition soldiers to fight moved Robin very much, as if a hot spring had sprung from the bottom of his heart.

  There are too many cruelties in this world, but in these soldiers, Robin saw some noble qualities. Perhaps, the souls they have are more noble than some so-called nobles.

   It is true that there must be many people who are greedy for life and fear of death in the Wilderness Alliance Army, but in this small army led by Baron Lauren, every soldier is a brave and fearless warrior, which made Robin respectful.

  Facing the soldiers' request to fight, Baron Lauren was slightly taken aback for a moment, and then a passionate smile appeared on his face: "Okay, everyone follow me, kill this group of blood hobgoblins, and take back the remains of our compatriots!"

Under the command of Baron Lauren, the coalition soldiers immediately changed their battle formations. They bent over one by one, under the cover of half-human tall weeds, like sharks hidden in the sea of ​​grass, towards the land in the distance The fine team quickly touched it.

  In the endless wasteland, it is difficult to hide his body even if he hides in the grass. Moreover, Mahmu can see farther when he is riding on a war horse.

   Soon, Mahemu found a group of things approaching the convoy in the grass to the east of the convoy. At first he thought it was a common prairie wolf in the wasteland, but immediately, a spear protruding from the grass made him realize that it was not a prairie wolf, but a human army!

   "Enemy attack! There are enemies in the east!" Mahemu stopped immediately, raised his left hand high, signaled the convoy behind to stop, and shouted loudly in goblin language.

Robin and Baron Lauren were sneaking in front of the entire team. He heard the leader hobgoblin shouting. Even though he couldn't understand what he was shouting, he could tell with his eyes that it must be his side that had been captured. The enemy found out.

  The long carriage stopped immediately, and the groom hobgoblins jumped out of the car one after another and turned into guard hobgoblins. They picked up their weapons and faced Robin and the others, ready to start fighting.

  Since the enemy has discovered it, there is no need to hide. Baron Lauren gave an order, and all the soldiers popped their heads out of the grass, and began to accelerate towards the hobgoblin convoy.

  At this time, the distance between the two sides was only fifty meters, and Robin finally saw clearly at this time that the hobgoblin on horseback turned out to be the one who chased and killed him before.

  Robin thought in amazement: It's really a narrow road for enemies. I didn't expect to meet here again, but it happened to avenge last time.

  He quickened his pace and rushed towards Mahmoud.

At the same time, Mahemu also found Robin in the human army. He was surprised at first, and then ecstatic: Bless the blood god, that damned human has appeared here again. This time I will not let you escape again. I want Use your head to wash away my shame!

  He pulled out the saber from his waist, and slammed the back of the saber on the horse's buttocks. The horse under his crotch neighed immediately, and ran towards Robin with all four hooves.

  The distance between the two sides is rapidly approaching, and fifty meters are approaching in an instant.

  Mahmu rushed in front of Robin, raised his saber and chopped it at Robin's head.

  A flash of lightning flashed in Robin's eyes, and in his field of vision, Mahemu's movement of swinging the knife suddenly became a slow motion. Then, he swung the magic sword with both hands, and slashed at Mahemu's arm.

  Robin and Mahmoud meet in the grass, just a split second later, Robin and Mahmoud staggered, and each ran forward for a certain distance with the help of inertia.

  Robin turned around, his whole body still intact. Opposite him, Mahmoud also turned around, but his right arm had been cut off and fell in the grass between them, the saber was still tightly held in his right hand.

  Mahmu's face showed a shocked expression. He finally understood at this moment that it was not a coincidence that he was robbed of his horse that day. He was no match for the human man in front of him at all.

But he has no way out. After soaking in the original blood, his emotions have lost the instinctive emotion of "fear" that animals use to survive. Moreover, if he retreats here, he will also be killed by Lord Sabri after returning. kill.

  So, Mahmu picked up the lance hanging beside the saddle with his remaining left hand, roared, and charged Robin again.

  He didn't believe that he couldn't touch this human being at all, even if he traded his life for his life, he wouldn't die anyway.

  Robin's face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice. He was expressionless, and once again rushed towards Mahmoud with his sword.

   This time, in the middle of the charge, Robin kicked hard, and the whole person jumped up suddenly. He jumped nearly four meters high, raised the magic sword high with both hands, descended from the sky, and slashed at Mahemu's head forcefully.

  Mahmu also raised his lance and stabbed at Robin in the sky. His ugly facial features twisted and he yelled heart-piercingly: "Damn human, go die!"

  Robin's big sword accurately struck the tip of Mahemu's lance, and the lance couldn't withstand Robin's titanic power, and the barrel exploded in the middle.

Then, with the help of the potential energy falling from the sky, Robin continued to slash downwards with the magic greatsword, first splitting Mahemu's head, then continuing downwards, splitting his body, and finally, even the war horse under his crotch. split!

Robin landed on the ground, and the magic sword finally slashed into the grass. The sharp sword energy left a finger-deep sword mark on the ground. The sword mark extended five meters from the tip of the magic sword. Long, the wild grass on both sides of the sword mark was also cut off from the root by the sword energy.

   Mahemu, who was split in half, fell to the ground and turned into two pools of minced meat, hot blood spilled all over the grass.

  Robin stood up, first looked at Mahemu's body, and then looked at the horse that had also been split in half.

Like Mahemu, the war horse also started from the horse's head and extended to the horse's buttocks. The huge body was divided into two halves, and each fell into the grass on one side, crushing a large piece of grass, and blood and internal organs flowed out. land,.

  Robin felt a little regretful, the shot was too ruthless, and he killed such a good war horse. However, fighting is like this. The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength, so you can't think about leaving room for your shots, otherwise you may be the one who dies in the end.

   Baron Lauren led the coalition soldiers to encircle and suppress the remaining blood hobgoblins, and the battle on their side also ended quickly. The soldiers of the coalition army had the advantage in strength, and they wanted to get back the remains of their compatriots. Each of them had a high will to fight, and they cooperated with each other tacitly. It didn't take long for all the blood hobgoblins to be wiped out.

  Robin walked back to the coalition army with the magic sword in hand, and was surprised to see that Baron Lauren had left a hobgoblin alive. These blood clan hobgoblins are not afraid of death, and they don't know fear. They often trade lives for lives in fights, and it is very difficult to leave a living.

  Robin walked over and saw that Baron Lauren had broken off the hobgoblin's hands and feet, leaving him alive. It is conceivable that it is not easy to catch this alive.

  (end of this chapter)